Inefficiency

I hate inefficiency. I fretted about that today as I drove 20 minutes out of my way on an already low tank of gas to find a store that I didn't end up finding. Said low tank of gas was low because 2 days ago I drove for 3 hours to find (I didn't find it) a small piece of metal I lost off my car 3 days ago.

Then it struck me like a sour apple that life is mainly made of inefficiencies. That life is mainly mundane. That most of what we want to accomplish never gets done. That even in Nature, not all of the sunlight that hits a plant can be used for photosynthesis, and energy is always becoming unusable, just dissipating or wasting away as it moves up a food chain or bounces off a cloud into space.

I know why God sends trials. They teach us a lot about ourselves, like how we aren't in charge of our own destiny, and how we must depend on God to provide for our needs. But what about little daily inefficiencies? What does that do for me other than just frustrate me and waste my money? Maybe it's just the consequences of the Fall and my own sinfulness, and I have to deal with it just because it's reality. Or maybe I should see it as part of the learning process, part of the journey, part of what makes the victories in life worth celebrating and honoring. Maybe I should learn to see God in the big blue sky that I had 20 more minutes to stare at today instead of grumbling to myself about the time I could have been spending doing something else. Maybe if I wasn't so inefficient, I would think I was God.